Man. Sure is quiet. Gears are itchin' for.. something I don't know.

You ain't the only one with explosives. Plus I have two turrents designed to take out tanks, you be the judge

You can try, drill bit.

Gonna take more than a potty mouth to rake me down

Feelings mutual, Decepticon. Though I suppose I'd rather converse with you then Shockwave

Yeesh-

Nyoom

Oo this looks like fun

Wingsaber would just be standing by himself with his arms crossed.

Minding his own business. His optics would soon pick up something so he would turn to say a fellow bot he hadn't recognized, at least not a first glance

❝Indeed, moments of peace are nice❞

❝Calling in all Autobots! Wing-Saber reporting in!❞

❝If I can handle Shockwave and his monstrosities, I'm sure I dont need to worry about that. Now we ready, Commander?❞

❝If you're ever looking for a sparing partner, lemme know?❞

❝No judgment, commander. I understand completely ❞

❝Fists are itchin', huh?❞

Profanity

#Transformers
#Roleplay

The Autobot, Wing-Saber, was flying pretty close to the waters edge as he ventured around the would with intense speed, just basking in the moment.

That was until he would soon begin getting shot at by an unknown threat so he would revert back to turn around to see

❝If you insist..❞

—The Autobot would soon scan around his surroundings and found something to his liking. His body would begin to transform as parts would shift and form into what earth calls an A10 Thunderbolt II it's a black, red, white, and yellow color scheme

Saber is more of an emotionally driven fighter. The more angry he gets or how much emotional distress he's in

The more he would fuel himself to push back against his opponent to get the upper hand

Not saying he'll overpower them, but he'll definitely give them a run for their money

Kick it down, B

||fair enough

||Something like this would be dope

||Though how cool would it be if they were like one weapon or he duel wield them in close quarters combat

❝Earth.. so that's what planet I'm on.. all I remember is that I was critically injured and sent away in a stasis pod through space.. didn't think about where I was going..
But regardless, you're right. It would be safer. Do they have winger or a carrier at all in these parts?❞

"This is.. a lot to take in.. but I suppose nows bit the time for that. I do need to get used to this new body.

Plus, it looks like I'm gonna be stuck on this rock for a while.

I might as well get comfortable and see the sights.. but my objective is very much the same. Im going after Shockwave."

"How did you end up here? And timeliness? Alternative universes exist?... this is.. a lot to take in sir"

"Prime? There hasn't been a prime with that name for eons.. but I do see the resemblance. That face plate is a spitting image.. how is this possible.."

He would nod to the other with acknowledgment. Though he couldn't help but find the other familiar in some way, he would speak aloud

"Pardon the intrusion, sir. But you look awfully familiar to me in some way. Can I get a name?"

"I was just an ordinary security bot at a deception prison. I went by 'Wing-Dagger', but thanks to you restoring Padlock to me. I should take it upon myself to start a new chapter. Please. Refer to me as 'Wing-Saber' of the Autobot resistance, sir."

He would respond before focusing his gaze to him

-good feel of his new self before he spoke out only a few words

"First. I'll find Shockwave. Then I'll regroup with the autobots."

All the bot did was gaze at his hand after the transformation of his body into a more battle hardened form.

After a long enough staring session, He would grip his hands into fists before he would activate his battle mask and stood up from the ground he laid upon, stretching his neck and getting a+